I never got to grieve the death
Of who I was
I buried her under my own insecurities
There she lie
Six feet under
Trapped inside, no way out
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The Sun Will Shine But Not Today
PoetryThese are thoughts I can't bare to think out loud
Grief
I never got to grieve the death
Of who I was
I buried her under my own insecurities
There she lie
Six feet under
Trapped inside, no way out
